With Apologies

by Satish Verma   Jan 26, 2018


Sitting in ivory tower
you will watch a tragedy
of epic nicknames.

In future of reprisals
there was a culture of hate.
A solar hit will claim the frenzy.

It was a naked death
of a stolen whip, at
high speed game of sex.

A new wrinkle appears
on the headless body,
after the wow, oh wow!

Why did you take my
name for your name?
After all what is in a name.

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